The sword he used was a heavy sword, which was as long as a person and one foot wide. It was as big and heavy as a door panel. Chen Feng estimated that it weighed at least two hundred kilograms.
He looked delicate and delicate, but his swordsmanship was extremely fierce and explosive. It was not like swordsmanship, but more like hammer and axe. He swung his big sword and chopped down Chen Feng's head, like a mountain splitting apart.
Same, the momentum is extremely fierce!
Chen Feng laughed: "Well done!"
The Fudo Ming King's Seal was smashed out heavily, and after a huge clang of gold and iron, Chen Feng stood still. Su Shaoyou's sword was swung away, and he took a step back, causing the tiger's mouth to bleed.
He smiled heartily: "Come again!"
"Come again, come again!" Chen Feng said with a smile.
After the impact of the move just now, he estimated that Su Shaoyou's strength was about 5,000 kilograms, which was equivalent to the acquired seventh level, and the strength of ten tigers.
But compared to him, it's still far behind.
Su Shaoyou slashed him with his sword again, and Chen Feng's Immovable King Seal condensed to repel him again.
In this way, the two of them slashed with seven swords and struck seven palms. After one move against each other, Su Shaoyou took a step back. After seven moves, he was already pushed to the edge of the ring.
Chen Feng was so excited that he laughed loudly: "The eighth move!"
After the collision of the eighth move, Su Shaoyou seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and the big sword flew out directly from his hands. The middle door was wide open, and he had no time to dodge.
Chen Feng came to him easily and slapped his chest with a palm.
Originally, Chen Feng's offensive was heavy and powerful, but with a change of heart, he stopped his strength and instead gave a gentle push, preparing to push Su Shaoyou off the ring.
But at this moment, Su Shaoyou's eyes flashed with deep-seated resentment.
He played a yellow jade card.
This jade sign looked ordinary, but it gave Chen Feng an extremely dangerous feeling, and he quickly stepped back.
But it's too late.
With a loud "boom", the jade plaque exploded and turned into a fireball the size of a house.
And Chen Feng was right in the center of the explosion.
He was hit by the fireball, flew out hard, and fell on the ring. His whole body was charred and black, motionless, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
There was a huge exclamation from the crowd, and someone shouted: "It's a talisman. It's actually a talisman!"
There are many professions in the Dragon Vein Continent. Among the warriors, there is a group of people who specialize in refining talisman weapons, called Talisman Refiners.
According to different levels of Talisman Refiners, the power of the Talisman refining tools is also different.
The power of Su Shaoyou's talisman is equivalent to a full-strength strike from the ninth level of the day after tomorrow. The power reaches 20,000 kilograms, which is very terrifying!
Su Shaoyou let out an extremely arrogant laugh. The gentleness on his face disappeared, and his face became distorted due to excitement.
He walked up to Chen Feng.
Chen Feng's body was charred black, with green smoke still rising from his body. The skin on his body was cracked and blood was oozing out. A huge hole was opened in his thigh, and his right thigh was almost broken off.
He was motionless and looked dead.
Han Cong was shocked and said: "Despicable, you actually use a talisman?"
"Why can't I use talismans?"
Su Shaoyou laughed wildly and shouted arrogantly: "In the sect competition, no one stipulates that talismans cannot be used! As long as you have the ability to get talismans, you can use them too! Hahahaha!"
It is true that talismans can be used in the sect competition, but Su Shaoyou's victory like this is indeed extremely contemptible.
Many people in the audience looked at it with disdain in their hearts. They did not dare to show it and could only deal with it silently.
Many people sympathized with Chen Feng.
Zhao Ruoxi was extremely happy, with a smile on her face, and said loudly: "Master Nephew Su, good job!"
He said proudly to Han Cong: "Let me tell you, Yan Qingyu's apprentice will definitely die here today."
He shouted towards Su Shaoyou: "That good-for-nothing is still alive. Master Nephew Su, I understand him with one sword."
Su Shaoyou stepped on Chen Feng's face and watched that handsome face deforming under his feet. He felt extremely happy and laughed wildly.
"I bought this piece of talisman paper from an auction three years ago at a high price! Do you know how much it cost me? Let me tell you, it's a total of five hundred yuan of middle-grade spiritual stones!"
"I originally kept this to save my life! Who would have thought that it would be wasted on you!"
His face was full of resentment: "You bitch, you waste, I wasted a piece of talisman paper. Who are you? A hundred of you are not worth as much as this talisman paper!"
As he said this, he used his foot force to crush Chen Feng's head.
"No!" Han Cong shouted, trying to jump out of the stands to save him.
"Still want to save people? Dreaming!" Zhao Ruoxi screamed wildly and blasted out with a palm, forcing Han Cong to save himself.
The referee sneered on the side and didn't care at all.
At this moment, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were filled with light.
A huge golden handprint the size of a round table appeared out of thin air and struck Su Shaoyou heavily.
Su Shaoyou screamed, vomited blood and fell onto the ring.
Chen Feng showed no mercy, jumped up, chased after him, and blasted out with another big hand seal.
